My new toys

So the other day, I was just hanging out in the kitchen and I discovered some new toys on the floor. I was so excited! They were brown and soft leather. Judging by the tags they must have come from a store called Steve Madden. Frequently mom and dad leave me toys around the house. Bones, paper towels, mail, magazines, car keys etc. I figure as long as I can reach it, it must be for me. All of the sudden out of nowhere dad starts freaking out on me and yelling and chasing me shouting OFF OFF! I don't understand why they give me toys and then the next minute take them away. It really is quite confusing.

The Cone

So one day, I was just minding my own business and out of nowhere I'm taken against my will to THE VET. I'm not a big fan of the vet. Usually they poke me and prod me but that was nothing compared to this. Daddy left me there by myself. The next thing I know I’m laying in a cage with a giant plastic thing on my head. I'm not sure what happened. Because of this giant cone hat, I can no longer lick my boy parts. Which, now that I think about it, were kind of sore. I found it very difficult to maneuver around my kennel without bumping into the sides and knocking the water bottle out. I also ran into a few corners. However, after about a week I was free!

Long Time

So it has been a while since I’ve posted a new message. I have been a very busy puppy. I am now nine months old and full of energy. Lots of fun things have happened since my last post. Here is a picture below of my new raincoat. My aunt Jolie gave it to me because it was way too big for her. It is too big for me too and quite frankly I think I look silly in it. I have not had to put it on yet since this one time. Paws crossed that I won’t have too again!